Ajax Productions By Bald Hairy Man
This is a story for adult men. It depicts gay sex. If this offends or bothers you, DO NOT READ IT. It is a fantasy and is not a sex manual, or a discussion of safe sex. If you have, comments send them to bldhrymn@yahoo.com or bldhrymn@aol.com
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As a kid, I thought Uncle Arnie was neat and fun. By the time I was 12 I realized there was some sort of a cloud hanging over him. Mom and Dad wouldn't talk about him when I was within hearing distance. We saw him less as I got older. I went to college in engineering and had a job as an engineer for a firm designing oil facilities.
I was unmarried and could travel thus I spent years in the Mideast. I was paid a great deal, since these were regarded as hardship assignments. There was no social life at all, just work and sand. I returned home every few years.
The situation in the Mideast deteriorated and I came home permanently when my father became sick and died. I had invested well and was moderately wealthy. I had two years of unused vacation time, so my salary continued well after I stopped working.
I met Uncle Arnie at the funeral. He was still amusing and fun. He was my only close relative and we had a good time taking about family. He was with a friend, Lawrence, who was attentive to his needs. Arnie did not look healthy. I was staying at Dad's house, cleaning and getting the place ready to sell.
Lawrence came by the house a few days later. He was a good looking man of about 45. He told me that Arnie had cancer and there was little chance of long time survival. He also told me I was his primary heir.
I said that was nice, but asked if it was a big estate.
"It is not huge, but it is nice. He has a house in Brooklyn and a place in Fort Lauderdale and the studio."
"I have no idea what Uncle Arnie does. My dad never talked about it," I said.
"This may be a shock to you, but he owns Ajax Productions. It produces porn videos," he said. "It is a fairly large producer."
"My parents were always a bit cagy about what he did. That explains it," I said. "I've never heard of it."
"You wouldn't have heard of it. It produces videos we sell to other studios. They market them as their own," he explained. "Business is slowing some. The porn market is glutted. Just to get everything out in the open, I have been running the place since Arnie got sick. I was originally one of his stars. I was Long Larry."
"The girls must have loved that," I remarked.
"Actually, it was the boys who like it, as did your uncle," he said. "Does that shock you?"
"It surprises me, but I am not shocked. That doesn't bother me," I said. "I'm not married and it isn't because I couldn't find the right girl. You are Arnie's lover?"
Lawrence nodded. "It has been 15 years," he said. "You have been in the Near East for years. It is strict there." The long part of Long Larry had begun to firm up. I was embarrassed that mine did the same.
"We have always had an open relationship. Arnie likes the casting couch. That is how I met him. my cock touched some new places in him. He loved watching me in videos, especially when he had cast the men I was with. Arnie is a nice guy and sent me and several of the studio's brighter stars through college. He paid for your college too, he was immensely proud of you. He also invested your income. Arnie was good at the stock market.
"I thought my Dad did that," I said.
"That was the way Arnie wanted it. He was afraid if he ever got in trouble in the porn industry, it would taint your education if you knew the truth," Lawrence said. "By porn standards, Arnie is a pillar of rectitude. There are no underage actors, no fragile kids who are getting back at their parents. He has a doctor to keep everyone healthy.
"Was that before or after the casting couch?" I asked.
"Oh before, definitely before," Lawrence replied. "Arnie has a knack for identifying troubled people. He likes solid personalities who are a bit sex crazed and exhibitionists. He not into the fragile, "I'm trying to find myself" types."
"Are you a sex crazed exhibitionist?" I asked.
"Let's just say I have a high tolerance for sex and I don't care who is watching," he said. "You strike me as interested, but not very experienced." He unbuttoned his shirt.
Much to my surprise I followed suit. A few minutes later we were in my old bedroom in the sixty-nine position. Lawrence was a master cock sucker; indeed, he was a master at anything related to man sex. It was no stress, comfortable sex and mind blowing at the same time. Of course I knew I liked sex with men, but I had no deal how much I liked it.
An hour later, I knew a lot more about myself and my sexual interests than I had before. I was also warming up to becoming the owner of a porn studio. Lawrence was matter of fact about the studio. I was just a job with unusual fringe benefits.
A few days later I went to see the studio. Arnie was in the hospital getting a transfusion. Lawrence had an apartment on one side of a loft space. He had been living with Arnie since he got sick. The studio occupied the rest of the floor. Lawrence explained the studio and its history. "He started the business in the early sixties when porn was making its breakout. He did both straight and gay videos, but he came to specialize in gay features. Women were too moody and one purported to have gotten pregnant. Whatever a gay actor might claim, getting pregnant isn't one of them."
"He did mainstream porn, not anything kinky. He used mostly young men," he continued. "That market is pretty much saturated now. I've been thinking about specialty porn," he said. "We had a good video with an incredibly hairy bear-type. I think all-bear, ultra-hairy video might work. We also had a dwarf in a feature that did really well. It's different, but not kinky."
"Where would you find enough dwarfs to have an entire feature on them?" I asked.
"We are in New York City. Everything is possible here!" he said. The studio had only a few full time employees. All were former porn actors, so they knew the trade and had no problem with the work. Johnny was the senior camera man, but he had several skilled assistants. They could work both sides of the camera if necessary. Johnny could shoot off on demand, so he could provide cum shots as necessary. His assistant, Kirk, could dilate his ass. Arnie had discovered that cum spurting into an open ass was an audience pleaser.
They, as well as the makeup men and stage hands, had no problem being naked on the set. That made new actors more comfortable. They also liked it when the cameraman was hard. The actors felt appreciated.
Dennis, the make-up man, served as a fluffer. He said he was a fluffer and stuffer. He coated his cock in lube and poked it into an actors' ass so the entire fuck chute was lubricated and juicy. The men were a cheerful group, at ease with their jobs and the men they worked with.
Arnie died two weeks later and I took his place as the owner of the company. I put my father's house on the market and it sold in days. Lawrence suggested that I move into the studio. He still lived there, but he had his own room and library. He was a good cook and that worked out well.
Lawrence was always horny and always willing. I told him I had never bottomed. He told me that he gave lessons.
I decided to go with Lawrence's plan, and we let it be known we were looking for hairy bears and sex crazed dwarfs. Lawrence just made a half dozen calls and two days later we had a dozens of applicants. We sent them to see our doctor. That eliminated some of them, although the doctor eliminated more for mental problems than disease. Some were not mentally stable.
We had four to six auditions a day, and alternated auditions for bears and dwarfs. Some were interviewed in pairs to see how they interacted. Lawrence was good at the interviews. He was relaxed and casual. As with me when we first met, Lawrence could switch from being conversational to sexual easily and it seemed entirely natural.
We always had a cameraman there to make sure the men were not camera shy. The Bears and dwarfs were physical opposites, but they shared similar problems. Neither group was often cast in sexual roles. The bears were typically hit men or ogres; the dwarfs were treated as toys. They were men with normal urges and desires. Thye wanted to be treated as men, not as unusual specimens.
Our audition schedule had some unexpected results. Some of the bears and the dwarfs hit it off. It seems that gay men can figure out was to enjoy themselves regardless of a size difference. Instead of have two videos, we had three. One was to be all bears; one was all dwarfs and the third was a mixture of the two.
Our first audition was with Bruce, a hairy, oversized bear. He was built like a gorilla and was wearing a wife beater that showed off his thick, blond hair. Lawrence asked if he been in a video before. He said no, but he had seen hundreds of gay videos and he thought he would like to be in one.
"Do you like showing off your body?" I asked.
"I do, but people make fun of my hairy body," he said.
"You are okay being naked?" I asked.
"I was never naked at home, but I loved the showers at school," Bruce said. "I liked being naked with the guys."
"Did anyone get hard in the showers?"
"Not if the coach was there, but sometimes you could do it at the back corner of the showers," he said. "It was risky, but fun. Some of us did it."
"No one squealed?" Lawrence asked.
"All of us were cool with it," Bruce said. "I have a big one and the guys liked to look."
"Can you show us what you've got?" Lawrence asked. "Why don't you get naked for us?" Bruce stripped off his wife beater and dropped his shorts. He wasn't wearing undershorts.
"You know this is going to be a sex video. You're going to be naked, hard and shooting off," Lawrence said as he took off his shirt. "Our studio specializes in showing cocks shooting off, and poking into asses. We want our actors to be into it big time, not acting as if they enjoy it."
"I am into it big time," Bruce said. Lawrence dropped his pants and Bruce clearly liked the view.
"Are you a sucker? Fucker? Top? Bottom?" Lawrence asked. Johnny, the cameraman was naked by now.
"I do it all, but I've only bottomed a few times. It was okay," Bruce said.
"What if you were in a gangbang scene and the bottom chickened out. Would you be willing to take his place and take five of six cocks?" Lawrence asked.
"I'd sure give it a try," Bruce replied. "I've seen gangbangs in videos. I think I might like it."
"Do you ever take cum from another guy?" Lawrence asked.
Bruce nodded. "That turned me on." Lawrence placed his hands on Bruce's shoulders.
"It time for you to demonstrate your sucking skills," he said as Bruce dropped to his knees and opened his mouth. Bruce had no hesitation sucking the cock.
"This is going to be an all bear feature, and the other men will be as big as you are. I assume you are mostly a top, but we are going to be needing some bottoms. If you are the biggest man in the group, or audience sometimes likes to a big guy take a cock. Few people get to fuck a big man like you; it's a turn on for them," Lawrence explained. "It's always good, if you look like you enjoy it."
"Like kissing and stuff like that?" Bruce asked.
"Stuff like kissing, cum eating and cum trading," Lawrence said. "I'm not much into that myself, but I discovered that if I do it while I'm shooting it can be hot. One more thing, I am the director, I pick who you suck or fuck. That goes for who sucks and fucks you too."
"I don't get to pick?" Bruce asked.
"Not unless you had a real hot scene with one of the guys and we want to do it on tape," Lawrence explained. "Now Johnny wants to suck and fuck you. Let's see if you get it on." Lawrence took the camera, and Johnny stepped up to the plate. Johnny was an older man, perhaps in his sixties and distinguished looking. He was a porn actor years earlier but he still had the skills and cock needed for the business.
"What should I do?" Bruce asked.
"Do whatever comes naturally to you," Lawrence said. Natural for Bruce seemed to be trying out the sixty-nine position. It was obvious that cock sucking was Bruce's natural inclination, but he was also a self-starter. As they worked each other up, two dwarfs entered the studio. They were our next audition. That was fine since it was good for the actors to get used to an audience. Having sex in public was a good skill.
I introduced myself to the men, Charlie and Donnie. They were lovers who liked to show off. I knew nothing about dwarfism, but they seemed to have full sized bodies, with shortened extremities. Both had deep voices and beards
"Do we get naked now or do we wait?" Donnie asked. I was still dressed, but Bruce, Johnny and Lawrence were naked.
"You are going to be nude[BW1] soon enough. It's up to you," I said. They opted to be naked. I did too, since I was the only one wearing clothes by then.
Lawrence looked over and saw them. "You boys seem to be self-starters," he commented.
"We hoped you would like that," Charlie said. "We lubed our asses too, just in case you wanted to have an in depth interview."
Lawrence laughed. "You've heard about the casting couch?"
"I've dreamed about the casting couch," Donnie said. "All my equipment is full sized so you don't need to worry."
"His hole is tight, but that makes it better," Charlie said. "I don't enjoy it as much as Donnie does, but I am game. They joined the two men on the couch. Neither man had a problem with that or even expressed surprise. Charlie and Donnie were good cock suckers. Donnie got Johnny to shoot off, and he ate the load with obvious pleasure.
Charlie managed to sit on Bruce's cock. I think he was trying to show that he could take it. Bruce meat was thick and beefy. As I watched it slide into Charlie's ass it reminded me of a Keystone cops routine with multiple cops stuffed into a telephone booth. Charlie did well, if sporting a full erection in any indicator.
We had two hours per audition. With Bruce, Charlie and Donnie we had a full four hours to play. All did well. Lawrence told me that my late Uncle Arnie wanted models who genuinely enjoyed sex. Even in his casting couch explorations, he was looking for passion and enthusiasm. You might think that is typical of sex, but that is not true. Some men just go through the motions. Some men were one shot wonders. That is normally fine, but it is a problem in the porn business.
The next day's auditions were different. The first one was with two bearish types, who had no real interest in sex. They wanted to get into movies and thought porn was a good way to do it. It isn't. The next man was a young dwarf who had a chip on his shoulder and wanted to do a porn movie to get back at his parents. Lawrence had a knack for finding things out about people.
The afternoon was better. Madison Butler was a Black bear with black hair and skin. He was built like Mr. T, but he was affable. Lawrence asked him why he wanted to be in the video.
"Do you want the truth, or the more correct reason?" he asked.
"Let's try the truth first, but you look so good, we might have to try the correct reason next," Lawrence replied.
"I like to fuck and suck white boys, but I scare most of them away," he said. "I get a little tingle from that."
"That sounds good to me," Lawrence said. "Do you just fuck them or breed them too?"
"I prefer to breed them, but some don't want a souvenir in their ass. It is their choice," he replied. "I am a trainer at a health club. They watch us like a hawk. I want to let it all hang out."
"Why don't you show us what is hanging now?" Lawrence asked. "Do you like to get naked?" Madison began to strip. Lawrence and Kirk, the assistant cameraman, stripped too.
"I've don't mind showing, and I like the reaction I get. I prefer action to reaction though," Madison said. "Sometimes my cock is more of a tourist attraction than a fuck tool attached to a horny man. That can be frustrating."
"Is fucking white boys a racial thing?" Kirk asked.
"I guess it is, but it was unexpected. The first time I fucked a white guy, it was good, really good," Madison replied. "Have you felt anything different about a black cock in your ass?"
"I've never been fucked by a black man," Kirk said. "Ask me again in an hour, and I may be able to answer your question." Madison laughed. A half hour later, Kirk was still confused on the subject. Kirk was a moaner and as the black cock skewered him he was vocal. He whined that it was too big, Madison liked that and by the time he was fully lodged in Kirk's ass, Kirk was fully erect. Madison shot off in him. Kirk felt his ass afterwards. Some cum leaked out, kirk collected it then licked it off his fingers. I had a feeling he wasn't a virgin. While Madison had fucked him, but Kirk said it was so intense, he couldn't sort out his feelings. Madison winked at me. He was completely at ease in a sexual situation. He was skilled, sexually driven and a show off.
The next audition was with a man named Tony. Tony was perfectly formed and proportional. I don't think he was a dwarf; he was an exceptionally short man. He had been a ballet dancer, but had hurt himself and was now an accountant. He loved being on stage and performing. Tony realized he couldn't act, but he could suck and fuck.
Lawrence was cautious. He was afraid that Tony was wounded and that a porn career would be an additional disappointment.
"I injured myself at age twenty-five. Realistically male dancers rarely make it to thirty. My career was almost over any way. I have a head for figures, and I am now making big bucks accounting. That never would have happened in Ballet. Accounting does not resolve my exhibitionist tendencies," he said.
"One of the reasons I made it in ballet is that I had no problem being all but nude on the stage. Some of the men were better dancers, but I was always completely at ease on stage wearing only a fig leaf."
"What is in your sexual repertoire?" I asked.
"I done it all and like it all," he said. "If there is an audience, I can do more and like it more." when he undressed he went for Lawrence's cock like an iron filing to a strong magnet. Tony was close to being double jointed. His cock was on display, but he managed to display his asshole too. For a small man his ass was full sized and he had no problem opening it for recreational purposes.
By the end of the week we had all the men we needed. Johnny and Lawrence wrote the script. Plot was not important, and Johnny was there to consider the photographic potential of scenes. They met with the six men who were going to be in the video. They wanted to integrate the men's interests and quirks into the script.
It looked as if Bruce and Madison would be the key men. Two muscle bears, Dave and Fred, joined them with two Santa types, Chris and Ari. Dave had shaved his body hair and it was growing back. Chris was a big hairy Scot, and Ari was an Armenian cook. He needed a full body hair net to keep hair out of the soup.
The plan was to have them exercising at a gym, do some preliminary feeling out and then move to the showers. The plan was to have Kirk, playing the gym manager to say he had to go to a birthday party and tell them to close the place up when they left.
It wasn't War & Peace, but literary classic rarely play a role in gay porn. I had an odd vision of doing Lord Chatterley's Lover, all nude with him fucked by multiple farmhands, but for now the gym scheme seemed best.